Chariots one after another, dragging huge maces, rushed into the cavalry formation, and the effect was imaginable.
If the ghost army could see the chariots coming, they should have had time to form some defensive formations, but their sight was lost before, which was equivalent to being caught off guard.
"General, be careful!"
A ghost general threw Urcha to one side. At the same time, the war horse under his crotch was also hit by the chariot. It screamed and flew backwards, smashing to pieces.
If he had been even half a minute slower just now, I'm afraid Urcha would have been blamed here. He was in shock, and after being knocked down, he fell into disgrace.
The ghost general hurriedly helped him up: "General, are you okay?"
The flying dust has reduced a lot, and the surrounding area can be seen, but the scene is even more chaotic.
Urcha paid no attention to the ghost general, and was protected by him. He kept shouting: "Don't panic! Maintain the formation!"
But people couldn't see the order flags, and all they heard were the sound of people tumbling on their backs and the screams of soldiers.
Seeing that it had no effect at all, Urcha's eyes were almost splitting: "King Qin is despicable! Delay time, mess up my sight, and rush into my battle formation!"
On the Allied side.
The Spirit King stood on the edge of the car, looking down from a high position, looking at the situation on the battlefield ahead, he couldn't help but grinned:
"My four-horse chariot..."
He had a look of pain on his face, because each chariot was carefully built and pulled by three or five war horses. It cost a lot of manpower and financial resources, and it was a powerful weapon on the battlefield.
Now, in order to disrupt the enemy's heavy cavalry, a lot of them were destroyed, and it was inevitable that the Spirit King would feel distressed.
After stretching his neck and looking for a while, he said: "Our army's mission is almost completed, right?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, according to King Qin's pre-war deployment, all our troops that should be dispatched have already been dispatched." Cheng Ping replied.
"Yes." King Ling nodded: "I have not hesitated to bring out so many horses and chariots to fight this war. Next, if the Qin Army and Xuan Army do nothing, I will have to fall out!"
Cheng Ping laughed dryly and did not dare to answer easily.
At this time, with the chaos of the ghost army's formation, the frontal battlefield had already changed.
"Bang the drum!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
More than a dozen war drums were beaten at the same time, and the drummers moved in unison. The sound of the drums was inspiring and majestic, filling the entire venue.
The Allied battle formations covered the entire plain.
There were many halberds, and among the flags fluttering in the wind, the flag of the supreme commander was swaying, and the right-wing Xuan army also immediately launched an attack.
"Charge with me——"
Xie Hongling raised his spear and was the first to rush out on horseback.
"Kill -" the Xuan Army soldiers behind them all shouted out, picked up their halberds, walked away, and rushed towards the ghost army formation from the right like a tide.
King Xuan was sitting in the high chariot. Seeing Xie Hongling riding in the lead, he couldn't help but take two steps forward, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Hongling, be careful——"
If you look down on the entire battlefield from a high altitude, you will see a square formation on the right that is moving rapidly.
There were shouts of killing all over the front. Such movement also made Urcha startled. He shouted with his hands and fingers: "Meet the enemy! Hurry and meet the enemy——"
The ghost army had just been charged by chariots and suffered heavy casualties. They did not recover at all. However, when the Xuan army arrived, they were forced to face the enemy.
Generals from various ministries were everywhere, shouting orders.
In the chaos, some of the heavy riders finally turned their reins and faced the rushing Xuan army.
Afterwards, they were ready to carry out counter-pressure just like they did against Huan Jun.
"Cavalry charge——"
Rows of silver-white heavy cavalry rode forward in unison.
The war breaks out.
Although the heavy cavalry of the Ghost Army is heavy and heavy, there is no doubt about its strength. Once it is hit, it will be trampled. This is also the main reason for the defeat of Huan Army before.
Xie Hongling was the first to reach the spot where the two armies clashed. Seeing her approaching on horseback, one of the ghost soldiers facing her immediately stabbed her with a spear.
Xie Hongling's momentum continued unabated, his body turned slightly, and he also shot out the silver spear.
One spear after another passed by each other, Xie Hongling let the spear edge pass, but the ghost sergeant could not react.
With a pop, the gun hit him right in the belly. After penetrating, the charge of the war horse continued unabated. The silver gun carried the corpse and knocked away several people behind him.
Until his death, the ghost soldier's eyes were still full of horror. Wasn't his heavy armor invulnerable to swords and arrows?
But how could he resist the general's bravery?
After rushing into the enemy formation, without waiting for the reaction of the ghost troops on the left and right, Xie Hongling instantly drew his silver spear and swept out.
The silver gun caught the wind and hit a ghost soldier on the right side. With one blow, the thick armor was instantly dented by three points, and the strong shock force also caused it to fly out, knocking down one piece again.
The man fell back and his horse fell, and the soldiers from both sides soon met.
Xuan Jun's side, all halberd soldiers, under heavy armor, did not choose to assassinate the cavalry. Instead, they all drew out their halberds, faced them in unison, and made a sudden hook.
The neighing of the horses was one continuous sound, mixed with the howls one after another.
The horse's legs were splashed with blood and it fell to the ground with a crash. The knight on the horse was thrown away and grabbed the ground with his head.
There was chaos at the scene. Of course, there were countless soldiers of the Xuan Army who were pierced by spears and pushed into the crowd. The cavalry stepped in and crushed them all.
This was a tragic battle. In the process of hooking the horse's legs, the number of Xuan army's casualties also increased linearly.
As for the Ghost Army, things were not much better. Due to the counter-pressure, the war horses were running cumbersomely, but the horses in the front row were hooked by their legs and fell down. The running momentum of the back row did not decrease, and they were instantly tripped over.
I don't know how many ghost soldiers wearing heavy armor were thrown to the ground. Some were face down, dizzy from being hit, and some fell on their backs. However, because the armor was too heavy, they couldn't get up for a long time, but the scene was a bit funny.
When Urcha, who was directing the counter-pressure, saw this, he kept waving his scimitar: "Charge! Charge me!"
The deputy general next to him said anxiously: "General! They are hooking the horse's legs. If this continues, the front row of our army will fall to the ground and the back will be tripped. We will suffer heavy losses!"
"Get out of here!" Urcha was already furious. He didn't believe that his heavy cavalry, which was invincible in the plains, would be defeated so easily.
The war was still going on. Although the hook horse's legs were effective, Xuanjun's soldiers also suffered heavy casualties. Almost every time the halberds were launched, they would fall to pieces.
At this time, the Qin Army should have entered the battlefield, but Xiao Yuan, who was looking at the overall situation, did not give the order. He was still riding his horse directly in front of the Qin Army with a calm face.
And he is the supreme commander of the Allied Forces. If he doesn't pay the price, Xuanjun can only bite the bullet and fight.
There was still fighting ahead, and the shouts of killing filled the whole place.
Wang Su, who was watching the battle from the rear beside King Xuan, couldn't help but remind him: "Your Majesty..."
King Xuan understood what he meant. Standing on the tall chariot, he first squinted his beautiful eyes, and then looked at Xiao Yuan's direction with a faint look.
